Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Seeing that the two men had almost recovered, Mr. Zhang put away the tea sets and cleared the counter.

"Gu Yang, are you ready to become a formal disciple of Tianyi Sect?"

Mr. Zhang's voice was calm and powerful. He took out an iron token from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

The token is simple and unadorned, with intricate patterns carved on it, but no words.

Gu Yang also realized the arrival of this moment, put down the teacup, and looked at Mr. Zhang seriously.

"Take a drop of essence and blood and drop it on it." Old Zhang said skillfully.

He didn't know how many times he had said these words, but this time it felt different.

Gu Yang took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then stretched out his finger, gently scratched his fingertip, and laboriously squeezed out a drop of blood from his heart.

A drop of bright red blood fell on the token and was immediately absorbed. The patterns on the token seemed to come alive, emitting a faint light.

"Now, engrave your spiritual imprint into the token." Old Zhang instructed.

Gu Yang closed his eyes, concentrated, and slowly injected his consciousness into the token.

He felt that his mental power had formed a wonderful connection with the token, as if he was establishing a connection with a new life.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and saw nine large characters "Ordinary Disciple of Dameng Peak - Guyang" appeared on the token. The handwriting was simple and powerful.

There is also a group of mountains drawn below, which was not there before. It should be the logo of Daming Peak.

Gu Yang held the token excitedly. He knew that from this moment on, he was truly a member of the Dameng Peak of Tianyi Sect.

He looked up at Mr. Zhang, his eyes full of gratitude. Whether it was the marrow cleansing tea or the token, it was a great help to him.

Even if this is the job he should do.

"Thank you, Master Zhang. I will definitely live up to the sect's expectations." Gu Yang's voice was firm and powerful.

Mr. Zhang nodded slightly and yawned. He was also a little tired.

Seeing this, Fang Yu took the initiative to act as a tour guide and taught Gu Yang how to use the token.

"The tokens are divided into four different registrations, and are made of four different materials: gold for personal disciples, silver for elite disciples, iron for ordinary disciples, and stone for registered disciples.

Generally, new disciples are given stone tokens and have to practice for three months and take tests before they can become ordinary disciples. However, Dameng Peak is special and has been unable to recruit people all year round, so the setting of registered disciples was cancelled.

Different disciples are treated differently. Take accepting tasks as an example. If you are an ordinary disciple now, you can only accept Class C tasks, and it also depends on your qualifications.

If you want to be promoted to an elite disciple, you must find a mentor, take the assessment, and be promoted after completing it. As for personal instruction, it all depends on luck, whether there is an elder who will accept you as a disciple."

After saying this, Fang Yu took out the wine jug and respectfully poured a glass for Mr. Zhang. He then took a big gulp, wiped the corner of his mouth, and continued speaking:

"Take out the token and communicate with your mind to open the light curtain. Let's add each other as friends first, and we can send messages if there's anything."

Fang Yu took out his golden token, injected mental power into it, and demonstrated it in front of Gu Yang.

Gu Yang also followed his example, injecting his mental power to communicate with the core inside, and a curtain of light unfolded in the air.

It records some of his basic information, as well as a huge zero under his name.

Fang Yu separated a strand of mental power from the light curtain and lightly touched Gu Yang's light curtain, on which a request to add a friend popped up.

Hu Qing was silent as he looked at the glittering golden name. Why did this look so much like the online games he had played in his previous life?

As long as you recharge enough money, not only will your name turn golden, but even your cow will glow.

After some simple operation, Gu Yang understood how to use it. It was quite convenient to operate it with only mental power.

However, the store page was still gray and white, and no matter how Gu Yang triggered it, there was no response.

"Brother Fang, why is there no response from this store?"

"Because you have to bind your cave before you can check it, you have to report to Mengfeng first." Fang Yu explained.

Then he directly transferred one thousand contribution points to Gu Yang's account. This was his master's instruction, and he had not forgotten it.

Gu Yang looked at the sudden increase of 1,000 contribution points in his name and did not refuse them. This was a gift from the sect leader.

Now he has no way to repay her, and can only hope to do more things that benefit the sect in the future.

"We should go." Fang Yu said softly.

Mr. Zhang had fallen asleep, his thin body rising and falling with his breathing, and he looked particularly lonely on the large counter.

The two said goodbye to Old Zhang and walked out of the sect hall. The world outside had changed.

The sky was turning pale, the sun was about to rise, and there was a hint of chill in the early morning air.

Gu Yang took a deep breath of fresh air and felt the changes in his body. His body became lighter and his mind became more focused.

The two came to the teleportation array. Fang Yu stood outside the array, looking at Gu Yang with a smile.

"I won't accompany you. Mengfeng has restrictions. I can't get in without a disciple token. You can just go to the platform on the mountainside of Mengfeng to report to the elders." Fang Yu instructed seriously.

"Okay, brother, I know. Be careful on the road later."

After saying this, Gu Yang stood in the teleportation array and bowed deeply to Fang Yu.

"Just so you know, I hope to see your style in the newcomer competition in three months. I will come to watch then. Let's say goodbye now."

Fang Yu patted Gu Yang's shoulder, then took out the token and pressed the transmission button.

"Senior Brother, protect..."

Before he could finish his words, the light from the teleportation array swallowed him up, leaving Fang Yu where he was.

He exhaled a breath of white air, looked around somewhat lonely, and after staying for a moment, he also took the teleportation array back to the main peak of the sect.

Gu Yang only felt that his eyes went dark, and after a moment, he came to an unfamiliar environment. This should be the foot of Mengfeng.

Looking up, there is still a mountain that stretches as far as the eye can see, but this mountain is gray and not as lively as Zongzhu Peak and Tianyi Mountain.

Wherever you look, there is desolation and silence.

The air around seemed thinner than anywhere else, carrying an indescribable feeling of oppression.

Gu Yang took a deep breath, trying to calm the uneasiness in his heart, but what he inhaled was a cold and dry air that made his lungs feel tight.

His eyes slowly swept around, and he saw patches of withered yellow weeds shivering in the cold wind, their leaves covered with a thin layer of frost.

It seems like a layer of protective color given by nature, allowing them to survive in this desolate place.

Gu Yang couldn't help but feel a little sad. In such an environment, even the most basic vitality seemed so luxurious.

His eyes finally fell on the stone steps beside the road.

These stone steps are the only way to the top of the mountain, but now it seems that they have lost their former glory.

The stone steps were covered with cracks, and some places had even collapsed, revealing the soil underneath.